“Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.” – Henry David Thoreau
My unconscious dreams
I mostly dream about normal things. You know: hiding from Zombies in underground layers; trying to outrun tornados to save my family; and dunking Oreos in milk. Typical, right?
Well, a recent dream turned out to be not so typical. And I didn’t like it.
I’m at Chang’s Mongolian Grill with a friend, Brittany. Before ending up at Chang’s I tried to get Brittany to go to the Black Bear Dinner with me so we could eat ungodly amounts of fried American food and dip it all in blue cheese dressing (together – because we’d both kill to do that right now). However, after a few unfortunate events such as our baby-blue antique, convertible breaking down, and getting stuck in a room with a bunch of old youth group members, we were unable to go. The universe was clearly working against us. Continue reading








Ok, so I was totally wiped out for about three days after this. It was so worth it.








